Nine blood-colored thunders thunders thunders thunders as thick as a bucket tilted down like a waterfall, and the entire Saint Master's Mansion was filled with the aura of violent destruction.
Zhuang He is now crazy, his eyes are red and his eyes are glaring at the bloody thunder coming towards him, without any fear in his eyes, "Come on! I, Zhuang He, have been traversing the ancient realm for so many years, are you afraid of just God's punishment?"
Zhuang He shouted angrily in this life, as if he wanted to vent the endless anger in his heart.
"You all stay away, today! I will compete with the Heavenly Dao!"
Zhuang He let out a domineering voice, and he turned out to face the bloody thunder in the void, with a strong momentum of being able to pass through ten thousand men.
"father!"
Zhuang Xiaohe looked at Zhuang He who was coming up with guilt, subconsciously wanted to rush forward, but was stopped by Zhang Yi with a ruthless force, "Calm down, you will only make things happen if you approach him now.
More serious.”
Upon hearing this, Zhuang Xiaohe calmed down a lot, but he felt even more guilty, his eyes were red and tears said, "It's all my fault. If it's not me, my father wouldn't have suffered so much pain."
"Good, good, this time it was the saint who was impulsive and actually wanted to fight against the punishment of heaven."
Wuxin clasped her hands together, shook her head and sighed.
As the saying goes, the will of heaven cannot be violated, and the way of heaven cannot be reversed. This is common sense among the world, but Zhuanghe goes against the will of heaven.
"Just one sentence can attract the Nine Heavens Blood Thunder. It seems that you have to be careful when speaking in the future."
Shen Wangu recognized the blood thunder that fell at first sight, and couldn't help but sigh, his eyes full of fear.#@$&
"The Nine Heavens Blood Thunder, from the Nine Heavens, can destroy all things. The Holy Master is mysterious this time."
Shen Wangu shook his head and said.
"call out!"
At this moment, another burly figure ran towards the blood thunder like crazy. Looking closely, it was not Gu Xinghe or who?
"Saint Emperor, why are you here?"%&(&
At this moment, Zhuang He's figure seemed to bathe out of blood under the rays of blood, and his whole body was reflected in the blood, which looked very strange.
"Nonsense! If you make such a big noise, can I sit back and watch?"
"Nine Heavens Blood Thunder, it's a big deal. What did you do?"
Gu Xinghe and Zhuanghe stood side by side, without any fear in their eyes, but instead they were in a fierce fighting spirit.
"I've had enough, God is unfair!"
Zhuang He shook his head bitterly, holding a jade Ruyi in his hand, and a green light shone across his body. A trace of the will of heaven erupted from his body and headed straight for the nine heavenly blood thunder.
"Reckless!"
Gu Xinghe cursed angrily, followed closely behind, heading straight for the Nine Heavens Blood Thunder.
"Galaxy Horde!"
A long halberd radiating starlight suddenly appeared in his hands, and his whole body was wrapped in starlight, illuminating the dark clouds.
"Two Supreme Magical Tools!"
Zhang Yi's eyes were shocked. The strength of the two people's current bursting was terrifying. They were much stronger than ordinary martial emperors. "It is worthy of being the peak of the ancient domain."
"But the relationship between the Holy Emperor and the Holy Master seems to be unusual, and you can still take the initiative at this time."
Zhang Yi thought Gu Xinghe was a murderous demon who never blinked, but after spending this period of time together, at least from his opinion, it was not the case.
Then... why is the reputation of the royal family in the ancient domain so bad in the ancient domain? All this is just on the surface and someone still interferes with it?
Before Zhang Yi could think about it, he could only hear the thunder in the air. Both of them were shrouded in blood thunder. Then a green light contained infinite vitality, confronting the nine blood thunders.
Then another starlight with the intention of killing tilts down like a galaxy waterfall. Countless halberd lights soar into the sky, and the void was already shattered.
"Boom boom boom!"
Under a shocking sound, it was like fireworks blooming. Three lights of different colors swept across all directions. A fierce wave of air shook Zhang Yi and the others away, and the surroundings were even more shattered, in a mess, completely
Blocked their sight.
At this moment, the entire Saint felt the shock, the earth was shaking, as if the end of the world was coming.
"What's going on? How could there be such a big stir in the Holy Palace?"
"It's not time yet. Logically speaking, there will be such a big deal only on the ninth day of the third month every year."
"Is it possible that it was early? Should we leave the capital early? Go to another place to avoid the limelight?"
Many people were startled by the movements in the Holy Palace, and even some action factions left the Holy Capital that night and stayed away from this place of right and wrong.
Everyone in the Holy Capital knows that every day the ninth day of the third month, there will always be thunder in the world, and that day is the day of Zhuang Xiaohe's birthday.
When the clouds dissipated, the blood thunder dissipated, and the void gradually returned to calm. However, only Zhuang He was left above the void. Although he was full of injuries, he was full of energy and laughed happily in his mouth:
Hahaha, so what about God’s reprimand? But that’s it!”
After saying that, Zhuang He's body fell straight down and his breath became unstable.
Zhang Yi quickly flew forward to catch him. After some investigation, he found that there was no power of life. He then breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, it was not harmful to his life, but did the Holy Emperor leave first?"
"father!"
Zhuang Xiaohe was about to rush over with a worried look on his face, but when he thought of his situation, he stopped instantly and said with a very dim look: "I can't go there now, and I can't cause trouble for my father anymore."
"Brother Zhang Yi, how is my father's situation?"
This situation is the most helpless. Every time something happens to someone in love, he can only worry about it, and there is no way.
"It didn't hurt my life, but it didn't know how long it took to wake up."
Zhang Yi shook his head and said truthfully.
At this time, Wuxin also came up and closed her hands together and said softly: "Fellow Daoist Zhang, my Buddhist Bible can heal my wounds, so why not let the young monk help the saint teacher heal her wounds?"
"Well? Buddhist methods are emerging one after another."
Zhang Yi looked a little surprised and handed Zhuang He to Wuxin.
I saw Wuxin carefully put Zhuang He on the ground, sat cross-legged, and began to recite the Bible constantly in his mouth, with an expression of extremely piousness.
A series of holy and gentle Buddha lights surged out of Wuxin and continued to flow into Zhuanghe's body. As the Buddha light surged in, the aura on Zhuanghe's body began to slowly recover, and his face was not as pale as before.
"Bang bang bang!"
Accompanied by a powerful heartbeat, Wuxin's golden heart looked extremely dazzling in the sun. The Buddha's light in the sky instantly enveloped Zhuanghe. The Bible in his mouth was like the sound of nature, which made people feel
A burst of refreshment.
After about a stick of incense, a trace of sweat appeared on Wuxin's white forehead. When he stopped chanting the scriptures, the Buddha's light suddenly dissipated, and Zhuang He also recovered from his coma, but his breath was still a little unstable.
"Cough cough cough cough cough cough, thank you Wuxin for your help."
Now, Zhuang He has recovered from his calmness and knows that Wuxin is helping him, and he feels grateful.